Zhang Xueliang turned around and nodded to Zou Kai: "Make it clean! Don't leave any clues!"
Zou Kai took a bayonet and stepped into the bloody water. As long as everyone made a few more stabs, even if there were survivors, they would be stabbed with several holes and they would definitely not be able to survive. Ma Xingkong and several people stood there
Watching quietly from the side, Zou Kai spun around twice like a devil coming out of hell, which gave people a chilling feeling.
"Dig out all the bullets from their bodies! Take away all the bullet casings!" Zou Kai looked at the sky, it was about to dawn: "Hurry! Move quickly!"
After coming out of the mountain, as soon as they reached the mountain pass, Zhang Xueliang asked Zou Kai to lead the soldiers to another road. Along the way, Ma Xingkong didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and he followed everyone with his head lowered. He didn't even speak.
Even though Zhang Xueliang saw it, he didn’t say much.
It wasn't until he reached the main road that Zhang Xueliang walked up to Ma Xingkong and said, "Brother, are you angry?"
Ma Xingkong glanced at Zhang Xueliang and shook his head slightly: "I was wondering what these Japanese people do. Now that everything has been burned, we don't know anything anymore!"
Zhang Xueliang smiled and said: "Brother, I still understand you. You are a person who doesn't care about life and death for your brothers. I admire you for this, but what else can't be said between us brothers? I know you are angry with me.
I didn't tell you when I brought troops the first time. Do you think I'm not honest enough?"
Ma Xingkong looked at Zhang Xueliang and let out a long breath: "Since brothers have said so, I will tell you the truth. As brothers said, don't you still believe in eldest brother?"
Zhang Xueliang patted Ma Xingkong on the shoulder: "Brother, if you sit in my position, I believe you will understand. Even though I am the eldest son of my father, the leader of the Northeast Army in the future will also be in the hands of my father."
A chess piece, if my father felt that I was of no use that day, maybe..."
Ma Xingkong raised his head: "What do you mean, second brother?"
Zhang Xueliang nodded: "Being born in a wealthy family may not be a good thing! My father knew that Cao Kun must know about coming to Beijing this time, and he asked me to come in secret in the hope that something would happen. If something really happened, he would be in trouble.
But I believe that my father wouldn’t want anything to happen to me!”
Ma Xingkong looked at Zhang Xueliang with an incredible look. Zhang Xueliang raised his head and looked at the sun where he was born. On the horizon, dots of red light were slowly getting brighter, and a huge red ball appeared from under the horizon.
Touch the red light and slowly wipe it away. The warm sunshine shines on your body, dispelling the chill in the mountains little by little.
"Drive!" Handlebar raised his whip, pulling out a beautiful whip flower in the air with a crisp crackling sound.
Back in the capital, Han Xiaomo had already prepared a good banquet for the group. He also invited some of the best doctors nearby to treat Hei Wa and Long Jie. Shitou was already hungry, and he didn't wait for everyone
, was the first to rush to the banquet and ate endlessly, even shouting that he was about to starve to death.
Everyone gathered around to prepare, and Li Shuwen deservedly took the first place. Ma Xingkong and Zhang Xueliang were on both sides, and Long Jie was also carried out to make the fun lively. A group of people narrowly escaped death, and they all let out a long sigh of relief. After three rounds of wine and food,
After passing the five tastes, as he talked, he started talking about the Japanese people last night.
Talking about the Japanese named Matsumoto, Shitou nodded and said: "Not to mention, that guy is really capable. When I fought with him, he was captured within three moves. It seems that my kung fu has been wasted in the past few years.
Got it!"
Li Shuwen snorted: "Those things in Little Japan are the remnants of our ancestors. You just learned a three-legged cat and you are claiming to be the best in the world. If it were me, I could pick him with one move!"
"Yes, yes!" Han Xiaomo nodded and picked up the wine glass: "Mr. Li's is a magic gun. He can kill all the invincibles in the world with one gun!"
Everyone drank another drink, and Ma Xingkong asked: "I still don't understand, what do those Japanese do?"
"Ha!" Zhang Xueliang snorted coldly: "Brother, let me tell you, the Japanese have long been coveting China and are trying every means to get in. These Japanese are the explorers. Have you heard of the pioneering group?"
"Pioneering group?" Ma Xingkong shook his head.
Zhang Xueliang said: "The Japanese selected a group of Japanese families from their own country and entered China with government funding to open up wasteland. In fact, they wanted to occupy our territory. Those who were killed today were old and young. Of course, the Japanese soldiers
The main thing is that these people are the pioneering group sent by their government. When the Japanese soldiers occupy that place, they will be the actual occupants of that land. This is a land grab!"
"So, no one will care about us?" Shitou asked.
Zhang Xueliang smiled: "Those people in the country who hold heavy troops are all thinking about fighting a civil war and borrowing the help of foreigners. Who has the heart to pay attention to them? Not only near the capital, there are more Japanese pioneering groups in the Northeast than here!"
"Japan! Japan!" Ma Xingkong kept chanting these two words.
Zhang Xueliang smiled: "Brother, the world is very big. You should really go out and see it if you have the chance!"
The meal lasted from noon to evening, and everyone drank a lot. Until the end, Zhang Xueliang raised his head and drank the last glass, and read aloud: "I am so angry that I lean on the railing, and the misty rain stops. Look up, and look up to the sky.
Roaring, strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head is gray, and the sky is filled with sorrow! The shame of Jingkang has not yet snowed; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? Drive a long chariot and trample through it.
The Helan Mountains are missing. The ambitions are to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to laugh and drink the blood of Xiongnu when they are thirsty. Let’s start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and build the palace towards the sky!”
"Okay! What a song!" Li Shuwen stood up and said, "The old man like me must have seen the wrong person if the young marshal took such revenge. When China rises in the future, all of you here should not forget to visit my old man's grave.
Burn a piece of paper and tell me, so that my old man will be happy too! My old man is here now, thank you! Do it!"
From that day on, Ma Xingkong kept the word "Japan" in his mind. He secretly made up his mind to go out and have a look. Since the Japanese are so powerful, of course he must go to Japan to see it, not to mention how to learn how to save the country.
As a strategy, we also need to see how the Japanese have become so powerful.
Everyone went to bed very late and got up very early. The first one to get up was Li Shuwen. He practiced a set of marksmanship in the yard, attracting both Shi Shi and Ma Xingkong. Li Shuwen's gun was much better than ordinary spears.
It's twice as long, and it's extremely disproportionate to be in the hands of a skinny, hard-working old man.
When Li Shuwen started dancing, it was a different scene. Shitou was an expert, while Ma Xingkong was considered a dabbler. After Li Shuwen finished practicing a set of guns, Shitou blurted out: "Okay!"
Li Shuwen chuckled: "I'm old! I can't control my strength!"
Ma Xingkong said: "Old man, do you want to accept me as your disciple?"
"Oh? Brother Li, you want to learn?"
Ma Xingkong nodded. Li Shuwen chuckled: "Forget it! The old man has accepted many apprentices in his life, and he has not even had a bandit apprentice. I accept you today. You are my last disciple and the last one!"
Ma Xingkong knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed to Li Shuwen three times: "Master is here, and the apprentice is kowtowing to the master!"